shock collar
(Top) When I shortened the collar the first time, I didn’t bring the male connector right up to the shock unit. This made it fit so loosely most of the shocks went unfelt. The actual shock is very low current and there has to be good contact for it to be felt at all.
(Bottom) The adjusted collar was still a bit loose. It tightened nicely by looping the strap over the cage lock. (click the image for purchase details)

(Sunday, May 4 2014) Last night lioness decided to take a rest from teasing me. It was a quiet evening at home. I used some of the time to fix some problems with my invisible leash. During the day when we were out and about, lioness tried to zap me a few times. All but one went unfelt. We experimented and found that no contact was being made much of the time. The strap that goes around my cock and balls was too loose. It turned out that I left too much slack on the left side (see photo). I shortened the strap until the connector was pressed against the box. That adjustment pulled the box more tightly under my balls and assured good contact. I still needed to push the strap in front of the cage lock to pull it tight (see photo). It was good to give my keyholder a reliable way to get my attention and correct me. The people who make this device may have had this use in mind. Their slogan is, “Helping the two of you see eye to eye.”

When I first heard about this collar I had very mixed feelings. I was visibly aroused when thinking about it and the control it would give my keyholder. I was also frightened that shocks would be too painful. Even before altering the strap, I quickly learned that this device could deliver sensations that ranged from barely perceptible to uncomfortable. At the low settings it provides lioness with the ability to get my attention with no real discomfort. At higher settings it is startling and uncomfortable.

Now that I have had a chance to experience the lower settings of this device, I can say that it is unique in the way it communicates with me. The remote control is small and fits easily in a pocket. It is effective over several hundred feet. That means when I get a shock it is totally unexpected. At all but the very lowest settings I visibly jump when I feel the little jolt. It isn’t the pain – it doesn’t hurt at low settings – it’s the surprise. At lunch yesterday, Mrs. Lion gave me a stealthy low-level shock. I jumped in my seat. It was a complete surprise. She started laughing and couldn’t stop for quite a while. I think she may have discovered a new source of amusement.

Unlike any other form of correction, the sensation that the collar produces doesn’t persist. I can feel a spanking for a long time after the swatting ends. Other corrections leave some lingering aftereffects. I like feeling a spanking the next day. It serves as a reminder to improve my behavior. On the other hand, the collar provides immediate correction with no aftereffects. That means that repeated corrections will feel “fresh” as though no others preceded it. Another benefit is that my keyholder has no preparation and expends no energy correcting me. This encourages repeated corrections for bad habits. Some keyholders don’t want their caged males doing the normal male practice of adjusting and otherwise touching their genitals. Without the collar, correcting this is too much trouble and can’t be done the instance he touches, especially in public. The collar changes all that. Correction is instant and unnoticeable to everyone but the caged male. Unlike punishment, the shocks condition the male not to do the corrected behavior. It is training at the most basic level; the male will respond to the corrections and unconsciously learn to change. Make the corrections consistently for a few days and he will probably never touch again.

Consistency is very important to me. There is comfort in being able to expect and understand consequences and rewards. It’s more trouble for the keyholder to deal with her male consistently. It means that regardless of circumstance, mood, or anything else, he will be corrected as you specify each and every time it is needed. I know that for me this consistency gives me a sense of acceptance and things seem more right with the world. Does this mean I crave being tame and trained? I am sure it doesn’t. It means that in the limited area of sex and other activities we agree fit, I love being trained and conditioned. Otherwise I am as aggressive and independent as ever. More about this tomorrow.

punishment paddle
This is the rosewood punishment paddle with a patch of very scratchy sandpaper glued on one side.

Last night Lion was still upset that he hadn’t received punishment for being surly. He had explained to me that his surliness had more to do with being tired than sexual frustration so I was willing to let it go. Apparently he could not. So I got out the punishment paddle. It’s not exactly a punishment paddle. Any paddle can be used for pain or pleasure. We do have a dedicated punishment paddle in the kitchen that we’ve never used for pleasure. But I digress.

We have two rosewood paddles. One has a rounded head and the other is more oar shaped. Both are nasty, nasty paddles. On one side of the oar shaped paddle I affixed some non-skid tape. Think of it as sandpaper for the tush. It makes the nasty paddle just plain mean. I generally use it once Lion’s buns are pink and usually I don’t hit very hard with it. I swat him with both sides and then I run the scratchy side across his cheeks to heighten his discomfort. It was this side of the paddle that I used for his punishment swats.

A few nights ago he told me I didn’t have to limit his punishment to one swat per offense. Duh! I had been giving him one swat for each ice cube/food item he dropped, but that was more so I’d remember how many things he’d dropped. I wasn’t necessarily trying to spare him. Last night I figured if he wanted punishment for something I was willing to let go, he deserved more swats than I would normally give him. I decided on four. Two for each cheek. Hard. With the mean paddle.

I did not restrain him because he loves to be restrained. I was not trying to reward him. The first two swats were met with the anticipated reaction. On the third swat he moved away from me and rolled over. I asked him where he was going and he told me it hurt. Duh, again! I said it was supposed to hurt and that he had more to come. After the last swat I told him he could roll over. A few hours later I informed him the next time he moves during punishment swats he will get more swats. It seemed reasonable to me. He shouldn’t know how many swats are coming and he shouldn’t move until I tell him he’s done. He said in the future I should restrain him even if it is just sitting on him so he can’t move.

I have issues with this logic. As I said, he likes to be restrained. More than that, his needing to move because it hurts is not my problem. He created the need for the punishment in the first place. If I wanted him restrained, I would have restrained him. I think not moving is part of the punishment. Is it difficult to stay still when you know what’s coming? It sure is. Too bad! Don’t do the crime if you can’t do the time. But I know the next time he needs to be punished with swats I will be wondering if I should really restrain him. He has put doubt in my mind. Does that deserve punishment?

time bomb
Tease and denial for me is a time bomb. After four days I am ready to explode and become difficult to live with.

(Saturday, May 3, 2014) Last night lioness gave me relief from a week of tease and denial. She started by orally teasing me a few times. I really needed release, but I was resigned to yet another day of frustration. As she wrote in her post, she decided to finally give me an orgasm. It was wonderful! Emotionally, I felt like the sun came out. Until it was brought to my attention, I hadn’t realized that my personality changed as a result of all that waiting and frustrating play. It had a very noticeable, and negative effect. Before being caged, I had a very easy solution to frustration: I used my hand to get release. It was simple and only took a few minutes. That option no longer exists. I haven’t masturbated in over three months. I am totally dependent on my keyholder for sexual release. I learned that I am fairly friendly and docile about this condition if I have to wait three or four days. After that, I transform into a sexual Mr. Hyde.

I have no idea if the amount of time between one orgasm and the next is fixed in terms of my emotional transformation. I do know that the change is pretty dramatic. Long-term abstinence has never been a goal of mine. Keyholder sexual control is what I seek. Does that mean that I must be made to wait more than four days or so? Do I have a hard limit that I must get an orgasm at least once a week? Of course, my feelings about this don’t go into my keyholder’s decision about when I may or may not orgasm.

I find that I do like tease and deny. I like the tension and the excitement for both of us. It’s sex, just not necessarily fulfilling sex for me. Daily tease and deny is something I came to anticipate with excitement. It was fun! So why should it turn me into a grumpy lion after a few days?

I don’t think I can help it. There may be some male hormonal balance that gets upset and makes me cranky. Perhaps my biology has programmed me this way. The longer I have to wait while receiving regular stimulation, the more driven I am to orgasm. Biology is not my friend here. Do I want to learn to wait longer. No! Should I learn? Yes! That’s the price of being a caged male.

As of today I remain unpunished for my bad behavior.  I am still affected by feeling badly that I didn’t handle the frustration very well. That also surprises me. This lion is getting an education. I have been wondering about milking and ruined orgasms. I understand that milking only reduces the frustration for a short time while the semen supply rebuilds. I keep reading that ruined orgasm provides no release from the frustration. In the interests of science I would like to explore that.  Stay tuned. I will use the journal to keep you posted on my adventures and frustrations.

Simply put, Lion is not a fan.

After a week or so of daily orgasms and a little less than a week of daily tease and deny, I was not really sure if I was going to allow Lion to come. My first inclination was to ignore him for a night, but then I started licking him through the cage. In the midst of his moaning he said it would be much better without the cage. Yes. Yes, it would.

Even after I took off the cage I still planned to just tease him with my mouth. I love the way Lion feels in my mouth. I don’t think there’s a bigger sense of power for me than taking his flaccid penis in my mouth and bringing him to full erection. And after a few days of denial he was certainly at full erection. Believe it or not I was still not sure if I would let him come. I was having so much fun licking him and sucking him. I did bring him to the edge a few times. Each time I considered ending his misery.

When I finally decided I wanted the luscious dessert from my cream filled Lion I had an evil thought. Sure he could come. Usually as soon as he orgasms I stop sucking and licking. Not last night. If anything I increased my efforts. He wiggled and told me it hurt so I let go, but then I went right back at it, licking his sensitive head. I’d never done that before. It seemed like the perfect way to cap off a very productive orgasm. Well, at least I liked it.